a chasm opened in the earth and out of it coal-black horses sprang, drawing a chariot and driven by one who had a look of dark splendor, majestic and beautiful and terrible.
mythaelogy: “the lost myths of girls who loved girls: Callisto and Artemis “ The nymph who was so beautiful, she was placed among the stars by the goddess who loved her, by the goddess who killed her, by the goddess who saved her. ” ”

mythaelogy:

the lost myths of girls who loved girls: Callisto and Artemis

The nymph who was so beautiful, she was placed among the stars by the goddess who loved her, by the goddess who killed her, by the goddess who saved her.

bctrogues: “ Greek mythology meme: [4/6] titans ↳ Eos “ Eos was the personification and titan goddess of dawn. She rose up from the world-river Okeanos at the start of each day to disperse the mists of night and to make way for the sun chariot. She...

bctrogues:

Greek mythology meme: [4/6] titans

↳ Eos

Eos was the personification and titan goddess of dawn. She rose up from the world-river Okeanos at the start of each day to disperse the mists of night and to make way for the sun chariot. She loved the company of men, and had many lovers. The most notable of her children were The Anemoi, the gods of the four winds, and Astraia, the first goddess of justice.

ominousbean:

I bet Zeus became a lot more open-minded after having Athena.

medleypond: “ BEAUTIES LEFT BEHIND ; a modern!myth mix | [one] ari (ariadne), the southern beauty with a heart as open & warm as her home, seduced & swindled by delicious con man teddy. / [two] nessa (clytemnestra), the army wife turned scarlet...

medleypond:

BEAUTIES LEFT BEHIND ; a modern!myth mix | [one] ari (ariadne), the southern beauty with a heart as open & warm as her home, seduced & swindled by delicious con man teddy. / [two] nessa (clytemnestra), the army wife turned scarlet murderess, crazed with grief for her dead baby girl. / [three] penny (penelope), pining for the husband whose body was never found overseas, plagued by new courters. [four songs each]

i. broken chariot - cocorosie | ii. ribbons - ingrid michaelson | iii. dead in the water - ellie goulding | iv. better off - haim | v. crown on the ground - sleigh bells | vi. the beast - laura marling | vii. my song 5 - haim | viii. poison apple - charlene kaye | ix. wings - birdy | x. winter - daughter | xi. ghost - sir sly | xii. gravediggress - cocorosie

medleypond: “ CRACKED ARMOR ; a modern!myth mix | annabelle (athena): struck young by the absurdity of the either-or, relishes the back lot fights that rush blood to knuckles, but wears vulnerability like a close-knit sweater. eventually learns to...

medleypond:

CRACKED ARMOR ; a modern!myth mix | annabelle (athena): struck young by the absurdity of the either-or, relishes the back lot fights that rush blood to knuckles, but wears vulnerability like a close-knit sweater. eventually learns to play sharp as the boot-hidden blade, and revel in the bothness of sharp cheekbones and short hair. [accompanying poem]

i. annabelle - liz longley | ii. soldier - ingrid michaelson | iii. to be a woman - laura marling | iv. hercules - sara bareilles | v. flaws - bastille | vi. human - gabrielle aplin | vii. tiptoe - imagine dragons | viii. tempest - amaluna (cirque du soleil) | ix. girls chase boys - ingrid michaelson | x. angel of small death and the codeine scene - hozier

I.
Ari, plump lips ever plumper from a busy night
hair mussed after his hands,
cries aghast
at the sight of the empty half of the motel bed.

Her wallet, 18-karat bracelet and pride
are missing from the nightstand.

She, with her Southern hospitality,
fell for the sting.
But it’s her heart that swells.

II.
Nessa is haunted by her little girl’s laugh,
echoing round her too-big house,
at odds with the shrieks
of her last burning moments.

When her husband comes home from deployment,
she takes one look at the hands
that did not open the smoking doorway in time,
smiles sweetly.

The red homecoming carpet, well,
his arteries provide that.

III.
Penny buries herself in yarn,
pokes holes in her hope with her needles,
tries not to think about how many Bobs and Jacks and Jerrys
will be at the bereavement group.

Penny always brings her knitting.
The widowers always lie.

She always thinks he’ll come back.

the beauties left behind ; modern myth series (p.b.)

The boy who loves you
is a poet, he
sings songs to the trees
and the birds
and the water;
sings his heart out and
writes you into
someone a lot softer
than you think you are.

It doesn’t matter that he’s
seen you laid bare, he’s
seen all you are and
all you’ve ever been, and still
he chooses to believe
in the person you can
become, and that makes you
weaker than anything
before him.

He’d follow you anywhere,
would follow you into the
jaws of death and
bring you back as if
anything else was unthinkable.

(or so he says)

You hope you’ll never have to
find out if he’s lying or not.

oh eurydice, don’t you know he loves you so | (h.c.r)

mythaelogy:

they are every inch as wild and reckless as the sea and they will destroy you with as little thought

remuslupinly:

mythic series: thanatos and hypnos (x)

Whose velvet shroud and duvet’s down unburdens all from world which quakes.

danielpdykes:

The kiss of death.

This astonishing sculpture forms part of Barcelona’s Poblenou Cemetery.  The Kiss of Death (El Petó de la Mortin Catalan and El beso de la muerte in Spanish) dates back to 1930. A winged skeleton bestows a kiss on the lips of a handsome young man: is it ecstasy on his face or resignation? Little wonder the sculpture elicits strong and varying responses from whoever gazes upon it.

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